The cup rests softly on the kneeAn image of quiet calmI can see the caffeinated steamrising up along the rimsome is not so brave, some loses itsfaith to flyit pulls itself cool and condensedback to the rimback to the beads that sit undisturbed,Slowly gaining weight,feeling gravity pull on themThe inevitablefallhow it cools the contents of … Continue reading Morning coffee (worth)
A man of shape and tone, muscle flowing soft as if muscle could; as only muscle could; Gentle eyes, holding back a deep seeded kindness, and an eternal question begging to be answered; He stands quiet, as if imitating a sculpture, then the smile, the glint behind the teeth of a secret only he could … Continue reading Matt Silva: An Introdution
To follow in the footsteps of dozens of creative individuals; a stepping stool of wisdom, brought down slowly with words and time; To sweep the beams and buttresses of the overhead with thought; To see the world as spines as a series of circles and rhombi, broken down, layered, layered, layered; To know that reality … Continue reading Mark Ræl: An Introduction
I am wont To forget the pattern: That those residing in my fridge, Cooling and crisping as they do, Will only see the bright of life, As death comes closer.
i will i will write i will write i will right left right left right left right i will prick the pin against the skin and bring the ink to surface i will draw it long against the teeth and send a message type O positive something you will not forget the dirty little Richards … Continue reading A March to Stop.